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The maid poured the burning liquid into a few antique cups, the aromatic steam flowing into the air.
Ludovica was seated in the Gathering Room, she had invited a few of her friends over to discuss any gossip or news. Camilla, Salvatore's mother, was also seated. Her blonde hair curled perfectly, falling just below her chin.
"The estate is magnificent" A fruity voice was raised in the room, dripping in sweetness and awe.
"Thank you, Chiara. Don has really put a lot of effort into it" Ludo responded, her voice chirpy and joyous.
"What a great soul. He truely cares for you guys" Another woman joined the conversation, bringing a cup of tea to her perched lips.
"Yes he does, Amara" Ludo agreed, nodding her head as she pushed a dark strand of hair behind her ear.
A few more women were present. All of them being the wives of Salvatore's men. They were aware of the great power which Salvatore possessed, thus idolising the man.
Camilla remained silent. Her arms resting in her lap as she listened to the praising of her son.
The conversation continued to spark, generating a fusion of voices and words within the room.
The women discussed topics ranging from their husbands to the latest gossip in the under world. Some even spoke about their "valiant sons" who were obedient to their Don.
Amongst the hustle and bustle, a timid figure emerged into the room.
Angel ceased in her steps as she was faced with the large group of women, her eyes widening as they landed on her mother.
"Oh, Cara, come join us!" Ludo chirped as she made room for her daughter to sit. (darling)
Hesitantly, the girl shifted her weight from one foot to another. Eventually, she took a seat beside her mother.
